Language, given, received, taken. stolen. assumed.

Light bondage. Joan Armatrading’s song I Like it When You Call Me Names. Shame, flagellating, regret. Always, also, fatigue. Jamaican Tongue, Cockney Tongue. My tongue.

Understanding self through freedom and sacrifice. Being covered, held barely.

Will it crack my teeth and do I care? Those edges. Pleasure, desire, chaos.

What happens when language blurrsss. It is all you have and it was never yours. How to

speak

about liberation? The nets. recurring tensile material. Containment. A stocking,

hammock, a cage.

A thrill, ominous, putrid, sexy in an idea that something could shift motive in a split

second.